"The Color of Time" focuses on how I and my African-American wife dealt with five generations of changing attitudes to our marriage. My observations were influenced by years as an inner-city social group worker and activist, and as a white man, married in 1953 to a brown-skinned woman, Charlotte Elaine Cochran. At that time, entering such a union was considered by many as an outrageous affront to their sensibilities and beyond acceptable behavior. What mattered most to us, however, was the devotion we had to each other, to the success of our marriage, and to our children and grandchildren. They came into our arms and our world with distinct personalities, tendencies, aptitudes, skin colors, and hair textures. How we all fared and adapted was heavily dependent on whether we were born before, during or after the civil rights movement of the 1960s. I tried to describe as sensitively as I could both our own and other people's reaction to each of us separately and as a family. The sub-title "My Life on the Edge of Change" adds a series of essays of my howling into the wind against injustice and being surprised when someone listened. As my son reminds me, however, this book is not just about our family, and my activism, it is about me. It is mainly about my determination since childhood to prove mostly to members of my pre-marriage/all white family-but principally to myself-that I could overcome considerable limitations. As the youngest by far both among my four siblings, and my pre-teen, peer group, I was often thought of as "the kid who couldn't keep up" and that my ambitions were well beyond my capabilities. I felt the pain of being seriously misjudged, mistreated, and underestimated by some. Yet I also felt the joy of being profoundly inspired by others. Despite having felt humiliation in school as a very slow reader, I discovered in my 20s that I had several valuable traits and abilities. I could conceptualize the meaning of some societal phenomenon and think of creative ways to resolve seemingly intractable inter-personal and public issues. I attained skills in organizing and leading small groups, pursuing and sometimes opening paths toward a niche of progressive change and social justice. As I felt mistreated, I had empathy for others in similar or much worse circumstances. Sometimes, no matter what I did resulted in failure. At other times I was able to anticipate, reach for, navigate, and inspire ethical and progressive change. I was fortunate as a white person to witness and experience from an intimate vantage point the rich culture, courage and resilience of many people of color. On the other hand, I observed and sometimes felt-but could only imagine-the daily drumbeat of the unjust treatment they faced. I divided this book into two sections. The first section describes my experiences as: -a white man of Jewish heritage in a black world; -an inner-city community social group worker; -an activist, and - an essayist. Charlotte and I learned before and during our marriage that we were not fully prepared for what we faced, and the world was definitely not prepared to face us. The book deals with: In SECTION ONE, how my closest kin reacted to my marriage. Mom and Pop, enraged by my choice to marry Charlotte, were, however, on a journey to accept the marriage, and I didn't recognize that until it was pointed out to me by Gary Markman, who wrote the introduction and edited a draft of this book. The Color of Tomorrow is a chapter in the book and it is based on a quest for the survival of the human species. In Section Two, among other aims, I tried to describe my parents more fully and how they had a profound effect both on our large Jewish clan and the ethnic soul that exists both proudly and uncomfortably inside of me. So, please accept my invitation to the color of my time and a vision of our tomorrow.
